I am fairly awesome
Every time I think "I can't do this anymore, it hurts too much" something inside me pushes me up and helps me limp, stagger, stumble, spasm, shake and scream my way through. Thanks, universe. Or higher self. Or Brigid or Isis. Probably higher self. Also, it still hurts too much. But I got through. *weak fist pump*
Also, thank you, coffee with chocolate and cinnamon and honey and maple syrup and superfruit cocoa powder. And thank you, decadently rich superfruit shea butter skin cream. And thank you decadently rich super antioxidant anti-inflammatory massage oil.
Adam is coming home tomorrow. Countdown to Sag Harbor. We leave on Monday. Maybe even Sunday, if we're feeling up to it. I need to do laundry today.
Also, thank you, coffee with chocolate and cinnamon and honey and maple syrup and superfruit cocoa powder. And thank you, decadently rich superfruit shea butter skin cream. And thank you decadently rich super antioxidant anti-inflammatory massage oil.
Adam is coming home tomorrow. Countdown to Sag Harbor. We leave on Monday. Maybe even Sunday, if we're feeling up to it. I need to do laundry today.